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famous dex – leak lyrics

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[intro: famous dex & jay critch]
(hey!)
i walked in with a bad b-tch, they don’t want static
i made givenchy my— (hey!)
i walked in with a bad b-tch, they don’t want static
i made givenchy— (hey!)
ha, you know what i’m sayin’? (chasethemoney, chasethemoney, ooh)
chasethemoney (chasethemoney, chasethemoney)
w-ssup, critch? (weird vs crazy, yuh, ha, what, yah, hah)
how we doin’? (this is an official dj shon mixtape release)
(ohh man god d-mn, what?)

[verse 1: famous dex]
bad b-tch, suck on my d-ck, huh
i just pulled up wit’ a stick, huh (it’s the gang, homie)
yeah, i’m sippin’ on lean
i’m drinkin’ that [?], i’m feelin’ like critch
hey, f-ck yo’ lil’ b-tch every day
she better give me that face
baby [?], she give me brain, wayne
i be gettin’ money, you a dummy
swear to god, i put d-ck right down her tummy
you n-ggas so bummy
i can’t talk ’cause you dummy
fiend, sippin’ on all this lean
ooh, the money on me
you can call me “money machine,” ha
yeah, i got it
run up on me with a rocket, swear he ain’t got sh-t, huh
yeah, i pop me a [?]
got a big lil’ b-tch, swear to god she’ll suck d-ck, huh, ooh, yuh
baby girl, suck on that d-ck though
and i get mad, and i get mad
gettin’ money, givin’ money, yeah, big doors, b-tch

[interlude: famous dex & jay critch]
b-tch, you know what i’m sayin’?
i-i-i don’t—
i don’t even do all that talk sh-t, all that flex sh-t, you know what i’m sayin’?
like i said, i got so much energy (huh, what?)
i’ma let this person talk their sh-t, you know what i’m sayin’?
jay critch, talk to ’em, ya dig (hey!)

[verse 2: jay critch]
i walked in with a bad b-tch, they don’t want static
i made givenchy my fabric (my fabric)
my diamonds flashin’, givin’ ’em static
used to have bands in the mattress (bands in the mattress)
look at the bag, how it’s stackin’ (bag, how it’s stackin’)
had my 30’s pull up like, “what happened?” (30’s)
slime scorin’, he play for the magic
in the foreign, she said she needs chapstick (skrt)
boy, you ain’t got money, it’s tragic (tragic)
put the d-ck in her mouth, now she gaggin’ (now she gaggin’)
i woke up to some money, fantastic (fantastic)
make it stretch like fantastic 4 (fantastic 4)
lil’ p-ssy, what you rappin’ for? (rappin’ for)
you a rookie, but i have to score (have to score)
i’m too high, i almost crashed the porsche (crashed the porsche)
b-tterfly, i had to catch the doors (hey)
that prolly went over your head (over your head)
shorty bad, i hit her up for the head (eh)
i be runnin’ up four pints for the med’ (chu)
she goin’, she tried to stay in my bed (stay in my bed)
but i’m kickin’ her out, yeah, pr-nto (pr-nto)
ballin’ like harden, you ballin’ like lonzo (ballin’ like lonzo)
smokin’ that cookie and paper and fronto (paper and fronto)
nine to your back like a n-gga named rondo (n-gga named rondo)
’cause i’m getting this green like its boston, flossin’
he ain’t sign’t up? it’s gon’ cost him (sign’t up)
i give my white girl the c0ke, she say, “awesome” (awesome)
if you ain’t talkin’ no money, you lost ’em (you lost ’em)
hood fave, b-tch, i’m all about dividends (hood fave)
that money comin’ around like the ceiling fan (ceiling fan)
i be the boss and these n-ggas the mini man (mini man)
n-gga, b-tch talkin’ the money, let’s get it then (let’s get it then)



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